"I hope not, although I hear it is an excellent way to dispose of last year's teakettles. They are using so many of them in the Red Cross service." "Oh, come now! I must do better than this. Mrs. Carter, have you any of these teakettles about you?" "No, Mr. Parker, I haven't a single teakettle--ye-et," rather sadly. "Mr. Smith!" That young aviator, not expecting to be called on, almost fell out of the tree, which would have been an ignominious proceeding for one accustomed to the dizzy heights of the clouds. "Do you come across any of this stuff, whatever it is that these crazy folks call teakettles?" "Yes, I do occasionally. Even here in this camp there is a lot of the stuff that teakettles are made of--the raw material, I might say, but if I should, no doubt future teakettles would climb up the tree and mob me." "'Debutantes!' 'Debutantes!' That is the word! Stupid of me not to guess it sooner. Thank you, Miss Dum, for the compliment you just paid me, or did you mean your father? Because I understand that he is somewhat fond of young girls himself." "I meant you in the game--but Zebedee in reality," declared Dum, who had no more idea of coquetting than a real teakettle. "Mr. Smith is 'It'!" shouted Lucy. "We are going to get a hard one for him." Skeeter wanted to take "flying machine" but that was too easy. Many suggestions were made but Nan finally hit on a word that they were sure he could never guess. "The trouble is it is hardly fair to take a word that is so obscure," objected Mr. Carter, who had been quietly enjoying the fun as much as any of the party. "Well, it is a compliment to give him a hard one," declared Mr. Tucker. "It means we have some reliance on his wit." Tom Smith was proving himself a very agreeable companion and old and young were feeling him to be an acquisition to the camp. "You youngsters up there in the top of the tree, come down and be questioned!" cried the "Old Man." "You, Bobby, what are you doing up there?" "I'm a-playin' I'm one er them there teakettles," said that ready-witted infant. Everyone shouted for joy at his answer. "And you, Frank Maury! Do you want to take a trip with me some day?" "Sure! I'd ruther be a birdman than--a--teakettle," said Frank lamely. "Did you ever see one of these teakettles, Skeeter?" "Naw, and nobody else." "But you didn't use the word, Skeeter," admonished Lil. "Then you use it for him," suggested the questioner. "I take it then if he never saw a teakettle and no one else has ever seen one, that it is some kind of mythological creature. Am I right?" he appealed, following up the advantage Skeeter had given him. "Yes, a teakettle is a mythological being," said Lil primly. "Skeeter can give more things away without using the word than most folks can using it," declared Lucy cruelly. "Miss Nan, did I ever see a teakettle that you know of?" "I have an idea you thought you saw a teakettle once," drawled Nan. "'Wood nymph!'" exclaimed Tom Smith.